i hate cramps.



sometimes no matter how hard you try, no talent = no talent.
i have nothing to say except that i'll never forget who were the ones who left me to die and who were the ones who had extended their helping hands when i nearly died, both academically and non-academically.



it's down to the last lap now but i cant help feeling really helpless sometimes.
each time i have to miss a project meeting due to trainings, i feel really guilty.
at the same time, knowing that i'm not well equipped enough to help saddens me.
the stress is getting to me and my body's not taking it really well.
it's punishing me with sore throats and cramps (my biggest fear).
:(


im looking forward to the 4 weeks of "i-can-play-all-i-wanna-without-worrying" holidays.


hockey training on friday was fun.
we played with the guys and laughed ourselves silly when nicholas spinned and bumped into amar as it was too dark to see.
then there was aaron who stood like a statue under the dark when the ball was swept towards him.
dinner was a "matters of the heart talk" with angela and joce.
oh! cooling down as fun as well, with angela teaching us abt her chinese dance stretching exercises. (:



sat's sea trg was good too despite the fact that i went all over the place. =(
but i could do my sea entry/sea exit! :D
sang with dear bee em in the toilet as we bathed and screamed together with her whenever the fan turned our way.
im loving how we are able to help each other out and complement each other as a whole.
(:




p/s: joce! you know something, the more i think of what ive said to you, the more i think it's true.
anyway, thanks for hearing me out last night.
never knew we were so simliar. heh.
(: